I woke up at 4:00 this morning in my guest bed. I have no recollection of the thought process that led me here. I fear that I may be going senile.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
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This is your life . . .
and it's ending one minute at a time.
Worthwhile distractions:
homo sum: humani nil a me alienum puto
2 comments:
That is a bit odd. Maybe you were sleep walking. My sister used to do that all the time when we were younger. She doesn't do it anymore but that could be due to the nightly drinking. Hmm??.
That hadn't occurred to me, but I think you're right -- I bet I fell asleep on my couch and slept-walked to the guest bed!
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